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Post by Michael on Dec 18, 2007 19:34:18 GMT -5
*He stood up.*
"Now, I actually do have to pack. Is it getting warm in here?" *He went over to the stove thing and made sure the flue was open to above, then took his sweater off over his head. a fair amount of shirt came off with it, and an expanse of muscled chest was revealed. He pulled it back down as he went back to packing his other clothes.*
"Boat is at 4, I think. Leaving from 'round here."
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Post by Scarlett Booth on Dec 18, 2007 19:37:21 GMT -5
*She giggled slightly.* I think you're done packing, Michael, everything's gone. *She bit her lip, stopping her giggles.* I'll miss you.
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Post by Michael on Dec 18, 2007 19:39:27 GMT -5
*He grinned and kissed her forehead.*
"I'll miss you too, mo stór."
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Post by Scarlett Booth on Dec 18, 2007 19:41:13 GMT -5
*She glanced at her a magical watch.* Oh, no, it's almost 4 now. I need t- I mean, you probably need to...to go to the boat.
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Post by Michael on Dec 18, 2007 19:43:05 GMT -5
*He kissed her for real this time, hands on either side of her face. He threw his bag over his shoulder and grabbed the guitar, which he had put in its case.*
"See you when I get back, a stór." *He said, heading out to get in the waiting car.*
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Post by Scarlett Booth on Dec 18, 2007 19:44:35 GMT -5
I'll see you then. *She watched him go, not moving until after his car pulled away. Then she hurried back up to the house, grabbed her bag, and stole Maxim's car to follow him. SECRETLY.*
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